Calavera
Dos espejos de azabache me miran con desafío,
están robando mi alma en la orilla del río,
aquí en la orilla del río, para mi buena fortuna
dos estrellas me iluminan mientras riñen a la luna.
A tu lado yo me encuentro ¡ay! en paz bendita seas,
no me dejes ni un momento que me vuelvo un calavera.
Calavera, yo me vuelvo un calavera,
sale la luna moruna y armo la marimorena.
Calavera, yo me vuelvo un calavera,
voy por rumbas y a lo loco
si no tengo a mi vera.
Dame la luz de tus ojos en este sangrado río,
no dejes que yo me pierda que calavera ya he sido,
que calavera ya he sido y me cansé de borracheras,
quiero beber de tus aguas y vivir de otra manera.
A tu lado yo me encuentro ¡ay! en paz bendita seas,
no me dejes ni un momento que me vuelvo un calavera.
Calavera, yo me vuelvo un calavera,
sale la luna moruna y armo la marimorena.
Calavera, yo me vuelvo un calavera,
voy por rumbas y a lo loco si no tengo a mi vera.
Skull
Two jet-black mirrors challenge me,
stealing my soul on the riverbank,
here on the riverbank, for my good fortune,
two stars illuminate me while they quarrel with the moon.
By your side I find myself, oh! in blessed peace,
do not leave me for a moment or I'll turn into a skull.
Skull, I turn into a skull,
the Moorish moon rises and chaos ensues.
Skull, I turn into a skull,
go for rumbas and crazy
if I don't have you by my side.
Give me the light of your eyes in this bleeding river,
do not let me get lost as I have already become a skull,
I have already become a skull and I'm tired of drunkenness,
I want to drink from your waters and live in a different way.
By your side I find myself, oh! in blessed peace,
do not leave me for a moment or I'll turn into a skull.
Skull, I turn into a skull,
the Moorish moon rises and chaos ensues.
Skull, I turn into a skull,
go for rumbas and crazy if I don't have you by my side.
Escrita por: José Manuel Casañ